Although Ying Shuang was surprised, she still agreed to Ji Yaoge's request. Ji Yaoge took the opportunity to resign from his job in the sect and never returned to Cangling Pavilion. For her, the biggest crisis has passed temporarily, and it is the best time for her to practice with all her heart.
"Really want to retreat?" Bai Yan stroked the amethyst bottle containing the Tongtian pill in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked Ji Yaoge who had just come out of the Tibetan Ling Pavilion after handing over.
Ji Yaoge smelled the smell of alcohol wafting from him, the man's eyes were a little bloodshot, but his pupils were as bright as before.
"En." She responded, and asked him, "Have you been drinking?" After coming out of Ying Shuang's place yesterday, he left alone in silence, until noon today, when he went to Cangling Pavilion to pick up the Tongtian Pill.
Bai Yan didn't answer, just stretched and turned around to get close to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, still in the old wandering way: "Senior sister, take me to retreat."
Ji Yaoge squinted at his paws, without saying a word, he let go with a playful smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it, and I can't change it."
"Don't get too excited, Tongtian Pills can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Your meridian has been damaged. If you want to continue to practice safely, you can no longer use medicine to improve your cultivation. Start with the basic exercises It's serious to start from the beginning." Ji Yaoge then spoke.
Bai Yan followed her back, with a nonchalant expression on his face: "How slow that is."
"Cultivating immortals is a long process. With your aptitude, even if you take it slow, it is no problem to cultivate to alchemy. Why rush for a while?" Unknowingly, Ji Yaoge seems to have become the old master sister again.
"Of course I'm in a hurry. I'm afraid that I've worked so hard to get to the top, but the person who made me train hard is gone." Bai Yan licked his lips, his long and narrow eyes closed only slightly.
"Oh?" Ji Yaoge turned to look at him.
"I'll tell my senior sister when I have a chance." Bai Yan didn't talk much.
Ji Yaoge is not reluctant, everyone has an unspeakable past, she has it, and he has it too.
"If you are retreating now, you won't be able to keep up with the Shuangxiu Fighting Gathering. This time, fellow Taoists from other mountains will come, but it's different from previous years." Bai Yan walked in front of her, with his back half bent, and his height was as high as hers. Ping, the temptation said.
"Not interested." Ji Yaoge walked straight forward without squinting.
Chixiu Palace's double-cultivation fight meeting is held every ten years. It is not only to select suitable Taoist companions from the same sect, but also a fight meeting within the sect. Being the guest of honor, this is a grand event in the Shuangxia Valley where resources are scarce, especially this year when several other sects are invited to come, it must be even more lively.
But these are meaningless to Ji Yaoge, she just wants to improve her realm first. But there was another matter that she was more concerned about.
"I want to go to Lu'er Valley recently, do you know the way?"
Lu'ergou is where the Immortal Cultivation Market in Tiyu Prefecture is located. Ji Yaoge is thinking about buying something before retreating to make his foundation building safe.
"Know the way! Senior sister wants to go to Xiuxian Market? I'll take you there."
Bai Yan responded in one gulp.
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The two left as soon as they said they would, and set off early the next morning.
Bai Yan got a half-worn flying sword from nowhere, stood in the Shuangxia Valley, and fiddled with it with great interest. Ji Yaoge looked at the broken flying sword flying in the air, and asked suspiciously, "Is it really all right?"
"Don't worry, wrap it on me." Bai Yan blinked his right eye, and jumped onto the flying sword gracefully. Yujian made a small circle in mid-air, and finally stopped in front of her, and stretched out his hand, "Senior sister, come up!"
Ji Yaoge saw that the sword was not very stable, but Bai Yan was full of confidence. After all, he didn't say anything. He tiptoed, took Bai Yan's hand and jumped behind the flying sword to stand still. Feijian sank heavily due to the weight of one more person, Ji Yaoge couldn't help but grab the clothes on Bai Yan's back: "Are you sure you're okay?"
She didn't want to be killed by Bailiqing, but fell from the flying sword and died in the end.
It's too embarrassing.
"It's okay, I'm here." Bai Yan swore firmly, and he made a formula with Yujian without waiting for her to ask any more questions.
The flying sword wobbled into the air, hung in the air for a moment, but suddenly rushed out with a "swoosh", which startled both Bai Yan and Ji Yaoge. The wind whizzed past his ears, poured into his lips and nose, and his hair was blown into a mess. After the initial panic, Bai Yan seemed to have mastered the skill, and the flying sword was much more stable. The arm on the waist said with a smile: "I see that senior sister has a good cultivation in the past, so are you still afraid of heights?"
Ji Yaoge's old face burned: "I'm not afraid of heights, but I'm afraid of being thrown to death by you." There's no way, because she's not cultivated enough to control a sword.
Bai Yan is very helpful to her approaching, and the corners of her lips are raised.The sword pattern, the power of lightning, but what is the meaning of this sword"
"The sword made of waste gold needs to be melted by fire, which is obtained from thunder and lightning. Only the purest fire can make the best waste sword. On the contrary, if the fire is not pure, it will leave electric lines on the sword. .Your Excellency¡¯s Poxia sword has such thick electric lines, it must be a useless sword. You can sell a useless sword for five hundred spirit stones?¡±
Ji Yaoge spoke with a smile, but the old boy's face became more and more ugly. The skill of making swords with Huangbo gold belongs to the art, and ordinary low-level practitioners have no way of knowing it, so he bought this useless sword at a low price. He wanted to come to the fairy collection to deceive the ignorant rookie, and he didn't want no one to pay attention to it because the price was too high. It was so easy. Caught a little girl who seemed to be puzzled by the world, but unexpectedly she was pointed out by the other party.
"It's just some flaws, how can it be said to be useless? If there is no electric pattern at all, can you buy it with five hundred spirit stones?" The old boy still did not give up and continued to lobby.
Ji Yaoge glanced at his booth for a few times, without saying a word, he pointed at the other three items casually, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, if you agree with these four items and five hundred spirit stones, I will take them all together." Alright, if you don¡¯t agree, forget it.¡±
When the old boy saw it, he immediately called out: "Girl, what is the price of killing a pig?"
What she fancyed was a square tripod, a low-grade thunder bluestone, and an impure phoenix wood. The tripod was named "Qiong Xi", and it was an ordinary brass tripod for refining magic weapons, and they were all entry-level things.
"Then are you selling it or not?" Ji Yao sang.
The old boy stretched out two fingers: "Another two hundred more? I'll use this money to change medicine"
"Five hundred." Ji Yaoge clenched his teeth tightly.
The old boy gritted his teeth and pretended to be heartbroken: "Succeed, today I, old boy, will treat you as a friend! Five hundred, I will close the stall after selling it."
The rest are unsalable goods. Although the five hundred spirit stones don't make a lot of money, they are not a loss anyway. He knew that he had met someone who knew the goods, so he pretended not to bargain for the price. Ji Yaoge paid the money neatly and asked him to move the things to the front.
The old boy moved the Qiongxi Ding to her feet, wiped off his sweat, and found that she was staring curiously at a noisy booth in the distance, and couldn't help laughing: "Miss, want to try that?"
"What's that?" Ji Yaoge asked. The stall over there just erupted with a burst of enthusiastic cheers, and now it has been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
"That, that's stone gambling!" Seeing her puzzled face, the old boy explained enthusiastically, "This is different from stone gambling in the world. It's not gambling on jade, but gambling on skills. The owner of that stall is a Tibetan In order to make a living, he thought of such a way, sealed the exercises in cedar jade, and brought them to the market for people to gamble. Bet one hundred at a time Spiritual stone, you can pick a piece of cedar jade at random, as for whether the skills sealed inside are worth a hundred spiritual stones, it depends on your luck. I have been here for more than ten days, hey, I have only seen" He pulled out his fingers and counted, "A dozen or so people gambled more than one hundred spirit stones worth of exercises, and the best one was worth two thousand spirit stones, but only one came out."
There are good things, but there are too few, and it all depends on luck.
Ji Yaoge collected the four things he bought, thanked the old boy, and went to the stone gambling stall. The stall is not big, because someone just gambled on a good skill, so there are many monks who want to try their luck outside the stall. Ji Yaoge looked on tiptoe, and there was only a large plate on the stall, which was full of fists The owner of the stall is a square-faced man with thick ears, and he is holding a money bag in his hand. He greets people to pick stones with a smile: "One hundred spirit stones once, don't squeeze, there are many more. Take it easy."
From time to time, people around the stall handed him spirit stones, and then exchanged a cedar stone, which was opened on the spot, but unfortunately, no one gambled any good things. It's not worth it, and the ones that are slightly better are only worth the one hundred spirit stones.
After losing sight of it, the crowd gradually dispersed again. The man looked satisfied with his Qiankun bag in his hand. Seeing Ji Yaoge staring at it for a long time, he said, "Little girl, do you want to try your luck?"
Ji Yaoge was just curious about how these people make money, and didn't intend to test the waters. She had never had much luck with gambling, and was about to shake her head when someone pressed her shoulder, and a clear, youthful voice sounded.
"Five times. We bet five times."
Ji Yaoge turned his head and saw the handsome Gao Badou.
"Pay, hurry up!" Gao Badou urged her.
Ji Yaoge stared into his eyes for a moment, then slowly took out a bag of spirit stones, before Gao Badou snatched them away before he could count five hundred pieces of spirit stones.
"During it." Gao Badou directly took out a middle-grade spirit stone and threw it to the opponent.
The stall owner's eyes lit up, and while looking for change, he asked, "Who are you two?"
"Her brother."
"His sister."
The two spoke in unison.
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